59 Funny Pun Jokes That Hit Different Every Time
Puns about puns. That’s where we are. I’ve been writing wordplay for long enough that I’ve started dreaming in double meanings, and...
French puns are the only category of wordplay where you can be genuinely terrible at pronunciation and it somehow makes the jokes work better. I took four years of French in high school and retained maybe 30 words, but honestly that’s the perfect amount of knowledge for this. Enough to get the jokes. Not enough to be offended by them.
Don’t baguette about these french puns.
(I know. I KNOW. But you can’t do a french puns list without it. It’s the law.)
I Eiffel for you.
That’s it. That’s the Instagram caption. Go post it under your Paris photo from 2019 that you’re recycling again.
Why are French bakeries so dramatic? Because everything they make is full of pain.
This one’s actually my favorite kind of french pun because “pain” meaning bread is one of those facts that, once you learn it, rewires your brain permanently. You’ll never walk past a boulangerie sign the same way again. Not that I walk past many boulangeries in suburban Ohio, but still.
These puns are beret good.
I can’t croissant my heart and say these are all original.
Some are. Most aren’t. That’s honestly the deal with all pun lists and anyone who tells you otherwise is Lyon.
French city puns are almost cheating because whoever named these places was apparently just setting up future English-language comedy. Toulouse? Bordeaux? It’s like they knew.
I told my friend I was writing sixty french puns and she said “that sounds like a faux pas.” I said no, it’s more like sixty faux pas in a trench coat pretending to be content.
Merci-less wordplay ahead.
What do you call a French person who’s had too much coffee? Café-inated. But also, like, don’t café about what anyone thinks.
Okay that was two puns stapled together and neither was great. Moving on.
My friend asked me what I thought of his French cooking. I said “your roux needs work, but the rest is right up my rue.”
If you don’t know that “rue” means street in French AND that a roux is a French cooking base, this pun has layers you’re not even tasting. Like an under-seasoned mille-feuille.
I’m vin-ning at life. 🍷
Why did the French student fail the exam? He thought every answer was “comme ci, comme ça”, and tbh, that energy is relatable.
Feeling très good about this list so far.
I’ve got a crêpe feeling about where this list is heading.
Yeah, it’s a stretch. The ê doesn’t really sound like “creepy” unless you’re already committed to the bit, which I am.
Went fromage to riches with nothing but a wheel of Comté and a dream.
Quick aside: french puns work on a spectrum. On one end you’ve got beautiful bilingual wordplay that makes you feel cultured and clever. On the other end you’ve got someone just saying a French word in an English sentence and hoping for the best. This list has both. Abundantly.
What did the sommelier say when asked about her love life? “I’m just vin-ting my feelings.”
Wait no. “I’m just vingt-ing my feelings.” That’s the twenty one. Ugh, the numbers are starting to blur together. Both work? Neither works? Let’s keep going.
These puns are deux good to be true.
They’re trois-mendous, actually.
I’m quatre-ing to everyone who loves bad wordplay.
They’re even a little six-y.
Okay I’m gonna be honest, the French number puns are the weakest category here and I’ve just deployed four in a row. I’m not sorry, but I am aware.
Sept-ical? You should be.
hey. hey. why do the French eat snails? because they don’t like fast food.
That one’s not even a french language pun, it’s just a solid joke. Sometimes you need a palate cleanser between all the forced portmanteaux.
I’m neuf-er going to stop making these.
Sacré bleu, I’m only on number twenty-two?
My French teacher always said I had a certain “je ne sais quoi.” Turns out that just means she also didn’t know what was wrong with me.
This is one of my favorites on the whole list. It’s less a pun and more a literal translation joke, but it hits different when you remember that “je ne sais quoi” literally means “I don’t know what.” The compliment was never a compliment. I think about this a lot.
Why did the linguistics student break up with her boyfriend? He kept using passé composé when she needed someone more present tense.
If you studied French grammar, you felt that one. If you didn’t, just trust me, it’s about verb conjugation and commitment issues. Basically the same thing.
Bon appétit-zing, isn’t it?
I tried to write a pun about Dijon but I couldn’t mustard the courage.
WAIT. That actually works on two levels because Dijon IS the mustard city. I didn’t even plan that. Sometimes the pun gods just hand you one.
Don’t be a canard. These jokes aren’t all quacks.
You know what, french puns about cheese deserve their own moment because France has like 400 different cheeses and every single one of them sounds like it could be a pun for something.
What did the Eiffel Tower say to the Arc de Triomphe? “You’re always arching your back to get attention.”
I’m chère-ishing every terrible joke on this list.
Oui need to talk about how good these are.
A French chef and an English chef walk into a bar. The English chef says “I’m in a lot of pain.” The French chef says “Me too, I’m in a lot of bread.”
Look, the setup is clunky, but the payoff is bilingual perfection. I spent way too long on this one and I’m not apologizing.
Why do French people eat one egg for breakfast? Because one egg is un oeuf.
This is maybe the most famous french pun in existence and I almost didn’t include it because it felt too obvious, but then I remembered that I included “baguette/forget” at number one, so clearly I have no standards.
Let’s rendezvous later for more wordplay.
I’m going to lait down some more puns for you. Milk it for all it’s worth.
These puns are cent-sational!
(They’re not. But “cent” means “hundred” in French and I needed filler. We’re in the mid-thirties. This is the valley.)
Descartes walks into a bar. The bartender asks “Want a drink?” He says “I think not”, and disappears.
Technically a philosophy joke. But Descartes was French, so it counts. My blog, my rules.
I’m dans-ing with joy and I don’t care who sees.
What’s a French cat’s favorite color? Purr-ple.
That has literally nothing to do with France. I panicked. Skip this one.
You know how in French, “préservatif” doesn’t mean preservative, it means condom? Imagine the exchange students at their first French dinner party asking the host to pass the préservatifs for their jam.
This isn’t really a pun, it’s a “faux ami” (false friend) situation, which is an actual linguistics term and also what I call people who say they’ll come to my birthday and then don’t. But the visual is too funny not to include.
Mon ami, these puns are getting out of hand.
“I told my date I was fluent in the language of love.”
“How’d that go?”
“She asked me to conjugate être and I said ‘I am… leaving.'”
Can’t believe it took me 43 entries to really lean into wine puns. France and wine are basically synonyms.
I’m having a grape time writing this. Wine not join me? I’ve been Bordeaux-m scrolling and this is more fun. Pour decisions only.
That was four wine puns in a trench coat. Only one of them is specifically French (Bordeaux) but I’m counting all of them because I’m tired and the list is long.
These puns are dix-tinctly French.
What do you call a Frenchman in sandals? Philippe Philoppe.
Ngl, I heard this one from a coworker in 2019 and I’ve been waiting years for an excuse to use it. The moment is now. It’s not even good. I don’t care.
My French bulldog just stares at me when I tell these jokes. Completely unmoved. He’s like a tiny, snorting critic.
Why is French fashion so aggressive? Because it’s always haute and bothered.
This is premium. “Haute” meaning high/high-end, sounds like “hot.” This is the kind of pun you put on a tote bag and sell at a farmer’s market for $24.
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? No? How about just staying for the puns then.
I asked a French person for directions and they just shrugged. It was a very Gaul-ing experience.
GET IT? Because Gaul is the ancient name for France AND “galling” means bold/irritating? This one requires some history knowledge and I’m proud of it tbh.
We’ve hit fifty. Cinquante. Which apparently sounds like “fantastic” if you squint hard enough with your ears. It doesn’t, really, but cinquante-astic was in my notes so here it is.
What do you call a lazy croissant? A pain au chocolat-er. Because it just… lies around… being chocolate.
This is the worst one on the list. I’m aware. Sometimes you write a pun and you know it’s broken and you post it anyway because deleting it feels like quitting.
Escargot? More like escargo-away, I don’t want to eat snails.
When someone cancels plans: “Well that’s very un-brie-lievable but au revoir I guess 🧀”
The Tour de France is just a tour de force of guys in spandex. That’s not a pun. That’s just a fact.
Why did the French chef quit? Too many whisks, not enough récompense.
You know how French uses “l’esprit de l’escalier” for that thing where you think of the perfect comeback too late? I experience l’esprit de l’escalier with puns. I’ll think of the perfect french wordplay three hours after publishing this post and it’ll haunt me. It always does.
Moi? Making bad puns? Guilty as chargé.
What’s a French ghost’s favorite food? Croque-mon-SCREAM.
I’m so sorry. The croque-monsieur deserves better than this. It’s a beautiful sandwich and I’ve done it dirty.
I wanted to end this list on something magnifique. Something that would make you slow clap. Something worthy of the entire French literary tradition, from Voltaire to Camus to that guy who wrote The Little Prince.
But instead: you’ve reached the fin.
That’s “end” in French. And also what fish have. I’m not explaining this further. Au revoir.
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